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new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)-第章

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Jacob would have loved for things to be what they appeared。 But his hand felt 
nice as it warmed mine; 
and I didn't protest。 
I worked Tuesday afternoon—Jacob followed me on his bike to make sure I 
arrived safely—and Mike 
noticed。 
〃Are you dating that kid from La Push? The sophomore?〃 He asked; poorly 
disguising the resentment in 
his tone。 
I shrugged。 〃Not in the technical sense of the word。 I do spent most of my 
time with Jacob; though。 He's 
my best friend。〃 
Mike's eyes narrowed shrewdly。 〃Don't kid yourself; Bella。 The guy's head over 
heels for you。〃 
〃I know;〃 I sighed。 〃Life is plicated。〃 
〃And girls are cruel;〃 Mike said under his breath。 
I supposed that was an easy assumption to make; too。 
That night; Sam and Emily joined Charlie and me for dessert at Billy's house。 
Emily brought a cake that 
would have won over a harder man than Charlie。 I could see; as the 
conversation flowed naturally 
through a range of casual subjects; that any worries Charlie might have 
harbored about gangs in La Push 
were being dissolved。 
Jake and I skipped out early; to get some privacy。 We went out to his garage 
and sat in the Rabbit。 
Jacob leaned his head back; his face drawn with exhaustion。 
〃You need some sleep; Jake。〃 
〃I'll get around to it。〃 
He reached over and took my hand。 His skin was blazing on mine。 
〃Is that one of those wolf things?〃 I asked him。 〃The heat; I mean。〃 
〃Yeah。 We run a little warmer than the normal people。 About one…oh…eight; one
…oh…nine。 I never get cold 
anymore。 I could stand like this〃—he gestured to his bare torso—〃in a 
snowstorm and it wouldn't bother 
me。 The flakes would turn to rain where I stood。〃 
〃And you all heal fast—that's a wolf thing; too?〃 
〃Yeah; wanna see? It's pretty cool。〃 His eyes flipped open and he grinned。 He 
reached around me to the 
glove partment and dug around for a minute。 His hand came out with a 
pocketknife。 
〃No; I do not want to see!〃 I shouted as soon as I realized what he was 
thinking。 〃Put that away!〃 
Jacob chuckled; but shoved the knife back where it belonged。 〃Fine。 It's a 
good thing we heal; though。 
You can't go see just any doctor when you're running a temperature that should 
mean you're dead。〃 
〃No; I guess not。〃 I thought about that for a minute。 〃 And being so big—
that's part of it? Is that why 
you're all worried about Quil?〃 
〃That and the fact that Quil's grandfather says the kid could fry an egg on 
his forehead。〃 Jacob's face 
turned hopeless。 〃It won't be long now。 There's no exact age it just builds 
and builds and then 
suddenly—〃 He broke off; and it was a moment before he could speak again。 
〃Sometimes; if you get 
really upset or something; that can trigger it early。 But I wasn't upset about 
anything—I was happy。〃 He 
laughed bitterly。 〃Because of you; mostly。 That's why it didn't happen to me 
sooner。 Instead it just kept 
on building up inside me—I was like a time bomb。 You know what set me off? I 
got back from that 
movie and Billy said I looked weird。 That was all; but I just snapped。 And 
then I—I exploded。 I almost 
ripped his face off—my own father!〃 He shuddered; and his face paled。 
〃Is it really bad; Jake?〃 I asked anxiously; wishing I had some way to help 
him。 〃Are you miserable?〃 
〃No; I'm not miserable;〃 he told me。 〃Not anymore。 Not now that you know。 That 
was hard; before。〃 He 
leaned over so that his cheek was resting on top of my head。 
He was quiet for a moment; and I wondered what he was thinking about。 Maybe I 
didn't want to know。 
〃What's the hardest part?〃 I whispered; still wishing I could help。 
〃The hardest part is feeling out of control;〃 he said slowly。 〃Feeling like 
I can't be sure of myself—like 
maybe you shouldn't be around me; like maybe nobody should。 Like I'm a monster 
who might hurt 
somebody。 You've seen Emily。 Sam lost control of his temper for just one 
second and she was 
standing too close。 And now there's nothing he can ever do to put it right 
again。 I hear his thoughts—I 
know what that feels like 
〃Who wants to be a nightmare; a monster? 
〃And then; the way it es so easily to me; the way I'm better at it than the 
rest of them—does that 
make me even less human than Enbry or Sam? Sometimes I'm afraid that I'm 
losing myself。〃 
〃Is it hard? To find yourself again?〃 
〃At first;〃 he said。 〃It takes some practice to phase back and forth。 But it's 
easier tor me。〃 
〃Why?〃 I wondered。 
〃Because Ephraim Black was my father's grandfather; and Quil Ateara was my 
mother's grandfather。〃 
〃Quil?〃 I asked in confusion。 
〃His great…grandfather;〃 Jacob clarified。 〃The Quil you know is my second 
cousin。〃 
〃But why does it matter who your great…grandfathers are?〃 
〃Because Ephraim and Quil were in the last pack。 Levi Uley was the third。 It's 
in my blood on both sides。 
I never had a chance。 Like Quil doesn't have a chance。〃 
His expression was bleak。 
〃What's the very best part?〃 I asked; hoping to cheer him up。 
〃The best part;〃 he said; suddenly smiling again; 〃is the speed。〃 
〃Better than the motorcycles?〃 
He nodded; enthusiastic。 〃There's no parison。〃 
〃How fast can you ?〃 
〃Run?〃 he finished my question。 〃Fast enough。 What can I measure it by? We 
caught what was his 
name? Laurent? I imagine that means more to you than it would to someone 
else。〃 
It did mean something to me。 I couldn't imagine that—the wolves running 
faster than a vampire。 When the 
Cullens ran; they all but turned invisible with speed。 
〃So; tell me something I don't know;〃 he said。 〃Something about vampires。 How 
did you stand it; being 
around them? Didn't it creep you out?〃 
〃No;〃 I said curtly。 
My tone made him thoughtful for a moment。 
〃Say; why'd your bloodsucker kill that James; anyway?〃 he asked suddenly。 
〃James was trying to kill me—it was like a game for him。 He lost。 Do you 
remember last spring when I 
was in the hospital down in Phoenix?〃 
Jacob sucked in a breath。 〃He got that close?〃 
〃He got very; very close。〃 I stroked my scar。 Jacob noticed; because he held 
the hand I moved。 
〃What's that?〃 He traded hands; examining my right。 〃This is your funny scar; 
the co
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